I quickly hid my diary, I didn't want of all people my mom to see my fantasies. "Nothing." I quickly looked down and covered my face before she hit...me, really hard. "Your fucking boyfriend's on the fuckin phone bitch, get it before I fucking kill him." she spit at me and whipped me the phone. "Angel?" I cried, my face hurt so much, I couldn't feel it. "Tailor, what's wrong?" He asked "My face, mom hit it again." "Are we still doing that sex party?" "Yes..." I TOTALLY. It worked, my hand sunk in a little more.My hips pushed up against my hand some more and I pushed with my free hand and then it happened, my knuckles curled enough to slip into my pussy. I froze, biting my bottom lip a little. It hurt a little bit but I didn’t want to stop. I was going to finish this. My fingertips were brushing against my cervix, it felt spongy, so much different from when I wasn't pregnant. I curled my fingers a little, trying to make a fist and panicked a little as my hand. More

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